Reasons to Celebrate

And what better way to celebrate than a yummy dinner at The Cheesecake Factory. Minus the cheesecake since eating cheesecake for me is like eating a block of cream cheese. A tragedy to most people I'm sure. Happy 5 years to my main man. Really, my only man. Good news is: five years later I still really, really like him. Works out since he's stuck with me for a long time. Like forever long time.

Reason number two to celebrate: we sold our house! YIPPEE! YAY! WOOHOO! And now we're the poorest we've ever been. Darn economy. Still a stinking good reason to celebrate if you ask me.

Baby Rencher

(Sorry for the blurry photo. Not surprisingly, it's the only one I took.)

Making his debut in just two short months. I CANNOT wait to love on this baby. And yes, I'm a belly toucher. Can't help myself from rubbing a pregnant belly.

Had so much fun with my ladies (though we were missing some key women who were down in Texas) in Ohio at Ashley's baby shower. Ate a lot of yummy food (of course), cracked up at Ashley's hysterical hubby Logan, and organized a a pile of baby clothes that filled Ashley's entire living room. Not exaggerating here. Ashley has some people that love her - a lot.

Speaking of - I love that I'm within driving distance of my sis. In the card I wrote to her, I told her that we've come a long way. Then I proceeded to cry when she read my card aloud. I cried - at my own card - the card I wrote. A little weird I know, but it's true. I'd consider Ashley one of my best friends which is saying something considering we used to fight all the time. Sometimes it got physical: hair pulling, hitting, punching. Like I said, a long way.

Now I'm off to take my mom to the airport. No doubt I'll cry some more. I hate it when that woman has to go home.